MR.Gary,
Western is on par here. You seem to be having a hard time taking the reigns of this thing, and your proposed lack of focus is a warning sign. Co-dependency is a drug, an emotional stimulant we use to replace the feelings of loss and love. It is a method of stimulating certain chemicals in our mind. It is the killer of real love.
I've asked if your willing to kick this situation in the butt and take control so you can salvage what you want and leave what you don't want. That takes a interdependent person. You have to ask why her actions affect you doing what you have to do? I am not saying the don't affect you because they will but they shouldn't define you or what you have to do to protect yourself, her, her son, and your family.
Your past is similar to mine. Except at the end my mother ran off leaving me and my brother (a minor) for 9 years with NC....then my father left never saw him again.
I fought my way off the streets of East Oakland in the 90's. MY accomplishments and my money began to define me. I thought that is what life was about. How much I was able to fulfill my place in others around me. My brother was going to be cared for. I was never going to be poor again. I I I . Women loved it, at least shallow women did. I was a jerk, kept minimal relationships, and never felt fulfilled. Kept things shallow with people and was really stuck, but didn't know it then. I liked it. People depend on me. I was my own, I was me.
It changed me. Made me feel like I was supposed to do everything or I would lose everything. and it left me feeling Guilty when I couldn't. Imagine how I felt when I had to spend 9 years in a wheelchair and losing my place as the 6 figure bread winner. I hadn't come the to conclusion that I couldn't save my mom. No matter what happens, it wasn't my fault, but i thought it was. "In Really that was my own selfishness, not love" and I projected that onto my wife.
That all changed with my wife. I fell head over heels for her. She was smart, pretty, and all giving. She didn't ask for anything. She was from a rich family so her attitude was the opposite of those around me. That changed when we got married. I grew selfish and she withdrew. I didn't understand the time it was my own insecurities that got in the way...
When terrible things started to happen in my relationship with my wife... I blamed myself.
This just made my situation worse. I was having my own pity party.. woe is me.. woe is me. She is doing this, she isn't doing that (she did some terrible things), but I didn't want to step up to the plate. In reality I was fear/ guilt driven. I was scared of failure, and scared to lose her. This helped nothing in my relationship with my wife, nor my own self esteem pride etc...
When I took a deep look at myself and what I wanted. What was healthy and why I couldn't see healthy, the blinders came off. I had to admit what my issues were. I had to admit, my own belittled self esteem. That I was my own enemy in certain areas of my life. Regardless of what my wife was doing, I was me. I will not, could not, would not change unless I took the responsibility to not hide from my own problems. After this change occurred (and hearing God in my life), I realized something that changed my life.....
How could i expect people around me to change, when I wasn't willing to stand up and lead the way. If I was wallowing in Bull DUNG, how could I expect others not to wrinkle their noses when they were dealing with me? These were false expectations on my part. IN that moment I grew up past my mother and my father.. I became a man. My realization that society doesn't define me, relationships don't define me, and hell media doesn't define me. My wife told me my expressions changed, and all of a sudden she realized if she didn't change what she would lose me.
I didn't take it. I left the master bedroom to become a pig style then moved into the living room. Washed my own dishes. I told her to quit or keep her EAs, that it didn't matter anymore. She didn't define me, our relationship didn't define me. I defined me :). Became ready to move on with my life. Oh I told her that i love her, but would NO LONGER put up with her crap. Oh I loved her. I was there. I listened. I helped in areas I knew I needed to. The difference was I no longer TOOK IT. If I didn't like it. I told I didn't like something, why I didn't, agreed to disagree and disconnected from that problem. I didn't throw her away. I just wouldn't participate in her crap. Example. She wanted to do something I couldn't participate in because of my health. When she pushed for it, it made me feel terrible that I couldn't participate. She said other couples were doing this etc. I told her it makes me feel terrible, and that if she continued to do so, I would cut off her conversation, reminding her that it was disrespectful and I was no longer putting myself in this position. Most of the time she got it.. sometimes she didn't. Either way she began to change.. She started to learn what my boundaries were, and she became more loving in her leaning. I started to learn her boundaries and helped myself to learn how to deal with those in positive ways.
She was shocked. At first she didn't like the changes and became vicious. Then suddenly one day it stopped. My wife came up to me and said she was sorry and thanked me for being a rock. That was 10 years ago. It doesn't always happen this way. I was blessed. I will tell you though my actions helped precipitate the change, but she had to make the decision. I was just extra patient, BECAUSE I DECIDED WHAT I WANTED. Which was a lifetime of healthy love with her. :)
It hasn't been all roses and cupcakes. There is more to the story. I abused the power-shift later justifying my actions with her actions ( lol forgot that she doesn't define me) and made some horrible choices. Now I am rebuilding our lives and her self-esteem as well. She is returning the favor of growing in her own maturity past me
and encouraging me to come along lol.
Now. Praise God, I am out of a wheelchair. I ride a crotch rocket at 40's cause I want to . I am going to college cause I want to. I am learning to affirm my wife and love on her everyday, not cause I have to, or I am scared about losing her, but cause I want to
I lost 70 pounds 230 to 160 cause I want to. My wife says I look sexy now, with all my muscles LOL. I told I did it because it made me feel good, I am glad she likes it though. She says that's sexy...
I mentor and help people on the streets, cause I like to
I work as a chaplain, cause it gives me the opportunity to help others around me. I write here, learning to listen and clarify my thoughts because I hope I can be of service to others around me. Not because it fulfills me, but because I love to.
Might want to tell your freind that you need to put his deck on hold, and take care of your needs.
Maybe IC at this point could help your put things in to perspective? And religious counselors if they are good can help too.. just look past the religious part. All in all you will find they have mostly the save value and moral set that you do, and if they don't, well.. YOU GOT IT, PASS! they don't define you.
Shrug. I hope this helps a little. If you would like some advice on this path let me know....
[This message edited by ToastedOats at 2:10 PM, April 25th (Monday)]